The road to where? It’s paved with something.
As a man about to be 50, I feel Wilhelm’s pain. And my back, and knees, and so forth. Ow!
Poor Wilhelm. And poor Shirley. Coming to you this evening from Hurricane Bound Charleston, SC. Wish us luck, people!
Poor Wilhelm. Two ways to run: scared and unopposed.
Poor thing. She’s heartbroken. And with this we end Book Three of Low Forecast and Alia and I take our customary two week summer break! We’ll see you in late July!
Where are you going, Joran? No place good, I’d bet.
Some things wear on a man. Though Joran doesn’t seem to be the sort to let things go.